She fell for the mischievous tricks of her husband

The kids didn’t appreciate the games

Their house and communication became more silent 

She loved him

She really did. 

She still remembers the white pasty cake on her wedding day 

The kids remember those days; they continue to pray

Now all the shadows bury their home and the skies have turned gray

“Please forgive me, I’m so sorry!” he cried. 

But the wife wouldn’t believe any of his lies. 

“Going our separate ways is the best for us,” the wife replied. 

Exhaustion caused things to escalate to this point. She wants to redefine. 

Even if its by herself, her journey will be an important one

The betrayal of her husband hit harder than a bullet from a gun

Her journey as a single mother has just begun.